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The final LIVE Poofcast, recorded at the Imperial Hotel during the final weekend of the Melbourne International Comedy Festival. We answer a rather serious Dear Talking Poofy letter about a health education panel Adam was on during Midsumma. We also dissect an internet article about being the best boyfriend you can possibly be. I'm sure you don't need an explanation on just how this trio of cynical moles reacted to that.

Toby has been judging Comedy Festival shows and has had a string of awkward audience participation moments, which of course has caused his inner Grunty to explode outward. Adam reveals what he's had up his bum on stage during Comedy Festival. Scott confesses to only seeing shows he was in during Comedy Festival. We eventually get around to answering a couple of Dear Talking Poofy letters, which somehow devolves into a discussion about Kyle Sandiland's fat larynx and the most outrageous use of amyl you've ever heard.

Part Two of our LIVE Poofcast, recorded at the Imperial Hotel during the Melbourne International Comedy Festival over Easter. Toby's extensive knowledge of Eurovision is on display again, with some fascinating insights, and some Grunty-esque fury, over certain aspects of the competition. We also attempt to help a listener out who is dating after being in a relationship for a very long time, and we try to explain to Wes what a carapace is.

The first of our LIVE episodes, recorded during the Melbourne International Comedy Festival. Adam, Scott, Toby and Wes attempt to answer some of your letters, but mostly they're just slagging each other off. How wrists got limp, gay church, Wes's unconvincing top talk, and Fist: The Musical.

The first Talking Poofy LIVE Poofcast recording was a complete mess. A disaster of epic proportions. The kind of thing that should never be repeated. We at Talking Poofy are always making incredibly bad decisions, so WE'RE DOING IT AGAIN!

Sunday April 19th Talking Poofy take over The Shelf Podcast Show slot again to record EVEN MORE fun and filth in front of people who should know better. If you have a Dear Talking Poofy letter you want answered, by all means, email poofcast@talkingpoofy.com.au and we will address your concerns LIVE on stage.

There have already been terse words via email, so lord only knows how things will go down in person. Cancel your Easter Sunday plans, and head to The Imperial Hotel, Cnr Bourke and Spring at 3pm. This will be a disaster of outrageous proportions.

Thomas Jaspers is a surprise special guest at the Food Court of Shame as Scott, Adam, Toby and Wes convene to answer a Dear Talking Poofy letter from a poor neglected bottom in Texas, who is not getting any love, just rough fingers and seeya later. Jaspers explains what it sounds like being in the room next to Scott. Also, listen out for a very brief cameo from Tina Del Twist.

Like Black Bottom Bevan, you too can have us disregard your problems and push our own agenda onto you by emailing poofcast@talkingpoofy.com.au

Happy New Year! Well, to us, it's still Christmas, because we're still in that awful food court. We talk about a gay bar needing to soundproof against nearby apartments, we answer a Dear Talking Poofy letter about swallowing -- don't make us say what, we're in a food court -- and another about what makes one gay better than another, which somehow involves Spain, Belgium and the European Parliament.

If you have a query, or like some of our correspondents, just want to brag about international conquests, email poofcast@talkingpoofy.com.au

Merry Christmas! Scott, Adam, Toby and Wes discover the true meaning of Christmas - sitting in a food court bitching about how much they hate it. In this time of reflective self-loathing, we answer a couple of Dear Talking Poofy letters from people who have had their letters answered in previous Poofcasts. Despite the family friendly setting, things get very icky very quickly, and we even try to define what a Power Top is. Good times with bad coffee.

(The Formerly Fabulous, now Affordable) Adam Richard will be performing his show GAYPOCALYPSE for One Night Only (yes, you can start singing Dreamgirls now) at Brisbane Powerhouse's MELT GLBTIQ festival.

Toby has been to see K-Pop in Korea, and Wes used to live there, so this podcast is all about Korea. Adam and Scott find out about the YG Family concert, Homo Hill, Korean saunas, and how Wes managed to turn off every single person at a gay bar in Seoul. Plus, we answer a Dear Talking Poofy letter about how you tell the little people in your life about your sexuality.

Once again the full contingent of Talking Poofy (Scott, Adam, Toby and Wes) address your letters. One of our correspondents wants to know where to go on a first date, and one of them brings back the unending Poofcast debate of cut or uncut. There are some bizarre references to a drive-thru douche and a potato convention, and Scott has the most astounding confession ever heard in this podcast.

Breakfast buffoonery as Adam, Scott, Toby and Wes convene for a buffet of boorish behaviour. Bevan has been busy, and several Dear Talking Poofy letters are addressed, many of them facetious and hilarious and in no need of response. There is a discussion about equipment that can be used downstairs, bedroom acrobatics, and the sexual harassment of straight men. Pretty normal Poofcast to be perfectly honest.

Toby is back, just in time to hear a Dear Talking Poofy letter that caused Adam to recoil when he first read it. Toby does his Ronny Chieng impression during the impromptu return of Would Ya? We also discuss the possiblility of Talking Poofy merchandise.